Today was so much better than yesterday. I walked from home past the botanical gardens towards the city. The air was so lovely and cold.
As I walked, a familiar face past me. I didn't stop them and ask them who they were. But I'm very sure she was in my primary school and briefly in my high school. I used to know her.
Everyone I seemed to run into seemed lively and happy. I met a american man who was taking photographs of smoke hitting a strong ray of light- it looked as if the smoke was cut clean in half. It was beautiful.
The woman at the city library who helped me change my address had a wonderfully positive air.
I was so content to just wander around. I went to the NGV and browsed a lot of their books. I really want money so I can buy a few! I was particularly intrigued by this photographer who took photos of polar bears, seals and penguins in the freezing parts of the world. He documented this one encounter with a seal that he was photographing underwater. He and the seal were constantly interacting and, what I found most interesting was, that there were points where the seal
tried to feed him dead penguins that it caught... and when he rejected them, the seal would show anger by blowing air from it's nose. The photographer wrote that whenever he moved too close to the seal, the seal would stop and make it known that it felt that he crossed the boundary into the its personal space... and when he moved far away sometimes the seal would move closer. The connection between them was fascinating and the photos he took where awesome too!
Afterwards, I went upstairs to the contemporary art space. The art curator/security guard man came up to me and asked me "what I thought" about the artwork in the room. I said it was, "different" but I liked the colours and some patterns. He was russian. We talked about how important family is (siblings, his children and spending time with family), how living is quite dangerous (a life lost on a train, ipods and crossing the street without looking, plane flights), how infrastructure is improving (750km in only 2 hours by train!) and also about phobias (he told me lots of people were afraid to walk over the glass floor in the NGV and even acted it out) and what kind of artwork we liked (he liked impressionism). I think I only spoke to him for about 20 minutes... but I really really enjoyed the time and company. I think I always love talking to strangers who are open and kind and
not creepy at all. I value those moments.
Nay texted me to say she was being unproductive at home and wished to come to the city and do some uni work. We met up and ate too much yum yum food and talked about uni and thoughts. It was nice to sit in Degraves - First time! We then walked to the GPO to analyse the intricate details which we will later have to reproduce using RHINO. We got quite distracted and ended up walking into clothing shops and talking to shop keepers about jeans and jewellery exhibitions.
Nay wanted to buy gum so we went to 7/11. The man behind the counter asked me whether I knew the chinese characters on the instant noodle packet I had just told Nay was tasty. I read out the last two characters and he taught me the rest. Nay thought he was my friend... I had never met him before.
Later we attended the jewellery exhibition. It was rather quiet, but the designers had done a impressive job of altering the interior space they were given. They stuck paper bags to the ceiling and the effect it had was great. It would have much more impact if they did it to the whole ceiling! I imagine that it would have taken a very long time and also would be a strain on the arms (all the blood rushing downwards). The jewellery itself was decent but I wasn't in awe of any pieces.
We finally got to uni at about 6:00 and spent two and half hours reconstructing a pillar in the GPO. Rhino does my head in... But I feel as though I am getting better. I feel more confident... and I am just happy about that. I secretly enjoy watching myself and my peers gradually loose our minds during classes. It's humorous to work in such a deranged state of mind.
We left feeling satisfied. I'm glad I've done some work for that class.
I'm tired now. I think I will play guitar and hope that words come to me so that I am able to make a new song. He and I have almost finished our first song. I don't know when it will be done, but I am content with the state that it is in and I love the words that we've both written.
Goodnight.